The Mcgainers Are Complainers
What makes the campfire boho I asked the complainer.
They are weird, loose and carefree, said Nosy McGainer.
She wears long ruffled dresses, Mr. Gainer suggested.
They have so much company, their camper is often congested.
I suggest you find another campfire, I told the McGainers.
They had been a blight on the campground for years, these complainers.
I met the boho couple and their children, all five were a delight.
The McGainers moved down the road, and we all had a great night.
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